work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context
5650,"","Searching ""engrav"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Drama)",2005-03-09 00:00:00 UTC,"LADY.
I am a stranger to them, Sir.--But your humanity must ever be engraved on my heart.",,15101,"","""But your humanity must ever be engraved on my heart.""",Writing,2012-07-05 17:01:25 UTC,"Act IV, scene i"
6052,"","Searching ""engrav"" and ""heart"" in HDIS (Poetry)",2005-03-09 00:00:00 UTC,"'Now on the bosom of the list'ning Youth
'Impress, engrave the sacred form of Truth;
'Bid them, as varying life unfolds to view,
'Be still thro' all her scenes to honor true;
'True to the man on Friendship's list enroll'd,
'Th' entrusted secret of his soul untold.
'Woe to that Chief, and blasted be his fame,
'Whose mean soul chills Affection's holy flame;
'Forgetting that he once, with zeal impress'd,
'Drank the pure drops that flow'd from Friendship's breast.
",,16051,"","""'Now on the bosom of the list'ning Youth / 'Impress, engrave the sacred form of Truth""","",2009-09-14 19:45:32 UTC,""
6147,Blank Slate,"Searching ""mind"" and ""blank"" in HDIS (poetry)",2005-03-02 00:00:00 UTC,"A subject now arrests the wand'ring lay,
A theme congenial to my closing day:
Say, in the future world, to friendship true,
Shall friends with friends the social pact renew?
Search the deep record of the Sibyl's leaves,
There no instruction the blank mind receives
Bid Science spread her riches to the eye,
Consult her volume--it makes no reply!
Not all the wisdom of the wisest sage
Can break the slumber of the silent page:
In this distress, the soul, entranc'd in fright,
Looks all around, and all around is night.
At length with smiling lip, and cheering eye,
Gay Hope, the Hebe of the Christian sky,
Appears--she mitigates the circling gloom;
And o'er the cheek of Darkness throws a bloom.
Hark! now the Cherub rears her voice divine:
'To soothe the gath'ring cares of man be mine;
'Be mine to raise, endu'd with sacred power,
'The human blossom bending from the shower:
'To those now weeping o'er a kindred urn
'This bland consoling answer I return:",,16204,•REVISIT. How is the blank slate metaphor operating here?,"In the ""deep record of the Sibyl's leaves, / There no instruction the blank mind receives.""","",2009-09-14 19:46:02 UTC,""